My daughter asked me, “But Daddy, we don’t have a Chimney, how can Santa came in?”, so I told her that Santa will come out of the TV. Then she looked at the cookies, milk, carrot and reindeer food. It was located on the floor next right in front of TV. She quickly moved it away, and said “I’ll move it away so that he didn’t trip over it.” Then she had a second thought and said “why did he had to kneel down drink his milk?” So she straight away drag the bar stool from the kitchen and move all the treat to the top of the stool.
I was asking my daughter the other day in the car. “Do you want to go to the shopping center and take photo with Santa?”.
She replied, “Daddy, do you mean the real one or the fake one?”